Fri, 03 Apr 2026 21:37:29 +0200 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/ https://img.hearthis.at/a/i/p/_/uploads/4788616/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_d15e67d061725490c0138f7d9ea6600fportada---copia.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/lo-que-encontris-en-mi-perfil-de-soundcloud/ 1022112 no no Mon, 16 Nov 2015 20:21:08 +0100 2015-11-16T20:21:08+01:00 10:02 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/sos-locuteurs-de-franais-je-pense-que-je-ne-lai-pas-prsent/ 1022113 no no Mon, 09 Nov 2015 00:15:08 +0100 2015-11-09T00:15:08+01:00 1:36 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/une-honte/ 1022114 no no Wed, 04 Nov 2015 19:40:59 +0100 2015-11-04T19:40:59+01:00 1:24 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/pardonnez-mon-franais/ 1022115 no no Wed, 04 Nov 2015 13:15:30 +0100 2015-11-04T13:15:30+01:00 3:31 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/audio-recording-on-wednesday-morning-4-11-15/ 1022116 no no Wed, 04 Nov 2015 07:02:19 +0100 2015-11-04T07:02:19+01:00 1:17 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/bonjour-ami/ 1022117 no no Tue, 03 Nov 2015 18:09:15 +0100 2015-11-03T18:09:15+01:00 2:39 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/la-vie-en-rose-merci-edith-piaf/ 1022118 no no Mon, 02 Nov 2015 19:23:53 +0100 2015-11-02T19:23:53+01:00 3:13 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/malaga-gracias-a-gordo-master-y-a-rockberto-tabletom/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8CjpQkQSm0 TABLETOM MÁLAGA

http://www.bubok.es/autores/BOKUSU M.B.M. NOVELAS :) ]]>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8CjpQkQSm0 TABLETOM MÁLAGA

http://www.bubok.es/autores/BOKUSU M.B.M. NOVELAS :) ]]> 1022119 no no Mon, 02 Nov 2015 14:20:27 +0100 2015-11-02T14:20:27+01:00 6:48 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/je-ne-parle-pas-franais/ 1022120 no no Sun, 01 Nov 2015 20:13:34 +0100 2015-11-01T20:13:34+01:00 1:58 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/joaqun-el-necio-gracias-a-albert-pla-y-estopa/ 1022121 no no Sat, 31 Oct 2015 18:17:53 +0100 2015-10-31T18:17:53+01:00 4:43 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/por-el-inters-te-quiero-andrs-o-el-idiota-moral/ 1022122 no no Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:25:53 +0100 2015-10-29T15:25:53+01:00 2:38 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/por-qu-leer-mis-novelas/ 1022123 no no Wed, 28 Oct 2015 17:50:52 +0100 2015-10-28T17:50:52+01:00 9:53 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/breve-texto-del-22-10-15-menos-eruditos-y-ms-euritos-pa-los-pobres/ 1022124 no no Tue, 27 Oct 2015 17:07:28 +0100 2015-10-27T17:07:28+01:00 1:53 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/un-relatillo-que-he-escrito-ahora-27-10-15/ 1022125 no no Tue, 27 Oct 2015 14:26:09 +0100 2015-10-27T14:26:09+01:00 2:52 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/las-fechas-20-10-15/ 1022126 no no Tue, 20 Oct 2015 12:50:32 +0200 2015-10-20T12:50:32+02:00 8:34 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/5-minutos-de-mi-rollo-y-5-de-textos-de-daniel-castillo-espinosa/ 1022127 no no Mon, 19 Oct 2015 17:29:47 +0200 2015-10-19T17:29:47+02:00 9:58 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/i-introduce-myself-in-6-minutes/ 1022128 no no Fri, 16 Oct 2015 18:13:07 +0200 2015-10-16T18:13:07+02:00 7:09 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/2-textos-propios/ 1022129 no no Wed, 14 Oct 2015 19:37:45 +0200 2015-10-14T19:37:45+02:00 8:47 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/texto-propio-relatos-de-verano-i-pitita-y-borjamari/ 1022130 no no Wed, 14 Oct 2015 19:25:06 +0200 2015-10-14T19:25:06+02:00 6:15 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/texto-propio-no-me-gusta/ 1022131 no no Wed, 14 Oct 2015 19:15:07 +0200 2015-10-14T19:15:07+02:00 5:02 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/el-no-va-ms-what-a-fuck-is-this-shit-je-ne-sais-pas-je-ne-parle-pas-franais/ 1022132 no no Tue, 13 Oct 2015 14:58:22 +0200 2015-10-13T14:58:22+02:00 4:19 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/el-innombrable-ii-have-i-invented-a-new-language-fuck-the-system-anyway-f-u/ 1022133 no no Tue, 13 Oct 2015 14:31:21 +0200 2015-10-13T14:31:21+02:00 3:36 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/el-innombrable-martes-13-10-15/ 1022134 no no Tue, 13 Oct 2015 13:51:55 +0200 2015-10-13T13:51:55+02:00 3:54 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/exorcismo/ 1022135 no no Fri, 09 Oct 2015 12:07:28 +0200 2015-10-09T12:07:28+02:00 6:35 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/amo-a-esther-the-wonder-pig-y-a-su-familia-traduccin-performativa-al-estilo-mm/
Three years ago today we met you for the very first time. I'll never forget the way you trembled and looked up at me from the laundry basket you were delivered in. Your tiny little sunburned ears, and those chipped pink nail polished toes. You looked so sad!

I took you home much to your other dads surprise, and although he wasn't very happy with me for a few days the magic of "The Esther Effect" was already at work. We watched you play with the dogs, run to your toy box and shake your little head like crazy with your teddy bears. We cuddled while you fell asleep and we taught you the rules of the house....which you broke constantly in your own hilarious way. We would laugh and play, forgetting entirely what was going on around us. It was only a matter of time before that amazing smile did its thing. You had completely stolen our hearts.

But in the process you also took something else from us, our ability to ignore what you were born for. We learned what it meant that you had a stubby little tail and that you were in fact not the mini pig we thought you were. We had never given it a second thought before, but all of a sudden we found ourselves making the connection. You were supposed to spend the first three years of your life in a crate delivering baby after baby that would be taken from you. Then before long, you yourself would've been taken away when you grew too tired to produce. You were supposed to be someone's dinner, someone who like us didn't realize the intelligent, emotional, and sensitive animal you are.

Although we take comfort knowing we made that connection, and that you're safe and always will be; I'm sorry we participated in this and that it took us so long to realize that we could do better. I'm sorry for the horrible things people do to your kind in a hell on earth that we created for you, and I'm most sorry that you never got the chance to know your mom, your dad, or any of your beautiful brothers and sisters. We would give anything for the chance to reunite you.

We hope you take comfort in knowing you're helping to open hearts and minds every single day, and we hope you know how much you are loved. You made us the people we are today, and we will forever be grateful for the day we met you on that chilly August morning in 2012.

Thank you for being a daily source of inspiration and smiles, you make even the hardest days happy.

Love you so much noodle.

Xoxo
Dads.
https://www.facebook.com/estherthewonderpig?pnref=story]]>
Three years ago today we met you for the very first time. I'll never forget the way you trembled and looked up at me from the laundry basket you were delivered in. Your tiny little sunburned ears, and those chipped pink nail polished toes. You looked so sad!

I took you home much to your other dads surprise, and although he wasn't very happy with me for a few days the magic of "The Esther Effect" was already at work. We watched you play with the dogs, run to your toy box and shake your little head like crazy with your teddy bears. We cuddled while you fell asleep and we taught you the rules of the house....which you broke constantly in your own hilarious way. We would laugh and play, forgetting entirely what was going on around us. It was only a matter of time before that amazing smile did its thing. You had completely stolen our hearts.

But in the process you also took something else from us, our ability to ignore what you were born for. We learned what it meant that you had a stubby little tail and that you were in fact not the mini pig we thought you were. We had never given it a second thought before, but all of a sudden we found ourselves making the connection. You were supposed to spend the first three years of your life in a crate delivering baby after baby that would be taken from you. Then before long, you yourself would've been taken away when you grew too tired to produce. You were supposed to be someone's dinner, someone who like us didn't realize the intelligent, emotional, and sensitive animal you are.

Although we take comfort knowing we made that connection, and that you're safe and always will be; I'm sorry we participated in this and that it took us so long to realize that we could do better. I'm sorry for the horrible things people do to your kind in a hell on earth that we created for you, and I'm most sorry that you never got the chance to know your mom, your dad, or any of your beautiful brothers and sisters. We would give anything for the chance to reunite you.

We hope you take comfort in knowing you're helping to open hearts and minds every single day, and we hope you know how much you are loved. You made us the people we are today, and we will forever be grateful for the day we met you on that chilly August morning in 2012.

Thank you for being a daily source of inspiration and smiles, you make even the hardest days happy.

Love you so much noodle.

Xoxo
Dads.
https://www.facebook.com/estherthewonderpig?pnref=story]]> 1022136 no no Tue, 25 Aug 2015 16:54:00 +0200 2015-08-25T16:54:00+02:00 6:47 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/i-love-esther-the-wonder-pig-and-her-family/
Three years ago today we met you for the very first time. I'll never forget the way you trembled and looked up at me from the laundry basket you were delivered in. Your tiny little sunburned ears, and those chipped pink nail polished toes. You looked so sad!

I took you home much to your other dads surprise, and although he wasn't very happy with me for a few days the magic of "The Esther Effect" was already at work. We watched you play with the dogs, run to your toy box and shake your little head like crazy with your teddy bears. We cuddled while you fell asleep and we taught you the rules of the house....which you broke constantly in your own hilarious way. We would laugh and play, forgetting entirely what was going on around us. It was only a matter of time before that amazing smile did its thing. You had completely stolen our hearts.

But in the process you also took something else from us, our ability to ignore what you were born for. We learned what it meant that you had a stubby little tail and that you were in fact not the mini pig we thought you were. We had never given it a second thought before, but all of a sudden we found ourselves making the connection. You were supposed to spend the first three years of your life in a crate delivering baby after baby that would be taken from you. Then before long, you yourself would've been taken away when you grew too tired to produce. You were supposed to be someone's dinner, someone who like us didn't realize the intelligent, emotional, and sensitive animal you are.

Although we take comfort knowing we made that connection, and that you're safe and always will be; I'm sorry we participated in this and that it took us so long to realize that we could do better. I'm sorry for the horrible things people do to your kind in a hell on earth that we created for you, and I'm most sorry that you never got the chance to know your mom, your dad, or any of your beautiful brothers and sisters. We would give anything for the chance to reunite you.

We hope you take comfort in knowing you're helping to open hearts and minds every single day, and we hope you know how much you are loved. You made us the people we are today, and we will forever be grateful for the day we met you on that chilly August morning in 2012.

Thank you for being a daily source of inspiration and smiles, you make even the hardest days happy.

Love you so much noodle.

Xoxo
Dads.]]>
Three years ago today we met you for the very first time. I'll never forget the way you trembled and looked up at me from the laundry basket you were delivered in. Your tiny little sunburned ears, and those chipped pink nail polished toes. You looked so sad!

I took you home much to your other dads surprise, and although he wasn't very happy with me for a few days the magic of "The Esther Effect" was already at work. We watched you play with the dogs, run to your toy box and shake your little head like crazy with your teddy bears. We cuddled while you fell asleep and we taught you the rules of the house....which you broke constantly in your own hilarious way. We would laugh and play, forgetting entirely what was going on around us. It was only a matter of time before that amazing smile did its thing. You had completely stolen our hearts.

But in the process you also took something else from us, our ability to ignore what you were born for. We learned what it meant that you had a stubby little tail and that you were in fact not the mini pig we thought you were. We had never given it a second thought before, but all of a sudden we found ourselves making the connection. You were supposed to spend the first three years of your life in a crate delivering baby after baby that would be taken from you. Then before long, you yourself would've been taken away when you grew too tired to produce. You were supposed to be someone's dinner, someone who like us didn't realize the intelligent, emotional, and sensitive animal you are.

Although we take comfort knowing we made that connection, and that you're safe and always will be; I'm sorry we participated in this and that it took us so long to realize that we could do better. I'm sorry for the horrible things people do to your kind in a hell on earth that we created for you, and I'm most sorry that you never got the chance to know your mom, your dad, or any of your beautiful brothers and sisters. We would give anything for the chance to reunite you.

We hope you take comfort in knowing you're helping to open hearts and minds every single day, and we hope you know how much you are loved. You made us the people we are today, and we will forever be grateful for the day we met you on that chilly August morning in 2012.

Thank you for being a daily source of inspiration and smiles, you make even the hardest days happy.

Love you so much noodle.

Xoxo
Dads.]]> 1022137 no no Tue, 25 Aug 2015 16:25:13 +0200 2015-08-25T16:25:13+02:00 4:11 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/15-8-15-recito-estn-por-todos-lados-bukowski/ 1022138 no no Sat, 15 Aug 2015 17:08:09 +0200 2015-08-15T17:08:09+02:00 3:02 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/audio-recording-on-monday-afternoon-15-6-15-las-crceles-de-m-hernndez/ 1022139 no no Mon, 15 Jun 2015 14:29:11 +0200 2015-06-15T14:29:11+02:00 4:38 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/audio-recording-on-thursday-afternoon-21-5-15-ii/ 1022140 no no Thu, 21 May 2015 14:03:45 +0200 2015-05-21T14:03:45+02:00 3:18 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/audio-recording-on-thursday-afternoon-21-05-15/ 1022141 no no Thu, 21 May 2015 13:24:42 +0200 2015-05-21T13:24:42+02:00 3:09 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/4-audio-recording-on-saturday-evening/ POST 20:
http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/20-manuel-montero-compra-mi-primera.html
POST 21: http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/21-mbm-tiene-un-feliz-cumpleanos.html
POST 22: http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/22-mbm-collage.html
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http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/20-manuel-montero-compra-mi-primera.html
POST 21: http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/21-mbm-tiene-un-feliz-cumpleanos.html
POST 22: http://margaritabokusumina.blogspot.com.es/2014/11/22-mbm-collage.html
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2- https://soundcloud.com/margarita-bokusu-mina/1-audio-recording-on?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook]]>
2- https://soundcloud.com/margarita-bokusu-mina/1-audio-recording-on?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook]]> 1022144 no no Sat, 13 Dec 2014 14:38:57 +0100 2014-12-13T14:38:57+01:00 7:29 https://hearthis.at/mbokusu-tr/1-audio-recording-on-friday-afternoon/ 1022145 no no Fri, 12 Dec 2014 14:41:59 +0100 2014-12-12T14:41:59+01:00 7:45